As I sit here,
Its dark as night,
I think only of you,
In fact,
Aren't we in mid speech,
Why do you make me wait?
Quickly.
I'm on the other side.
As I sit here,
A lady in waiting,
I wish on a falling star,
That maybe,
You'd tell me,
Maybe you'd confess,
Maybe you'd say what I have no courage to,
For dear, after all that's happened,
My heart is still fragile,
Like broken glass,
You need to be careful when stepping around me.
But I'm afraid,
Afraid it'll ruin what we have now,
Right now,
It may not be perfect,
But dear,
Its pretty damn close.
Perhaps in time,
I'll find the right words,
I'll get the right time,
I'll obtain the perfect moment,
And say it.
But really,
Who am I kidding?
